Nonsense.
I wish I wasn't so Broken.
Tattered.
Torn.
The wear and tear of life pulls at me; brings me closer to losing my mind.
No way to escape this hell I'm in.
Burning.
Suffocating.
Dying.
Dead.
I wish you were dead.
Death.
What is it really?
How does it feel?
Does your blood run cold?
Does it run at all?
A place beyond.
Does that even exist?
Does it even make sense?
Heaven.
Hell.
Earth.
People.
We don't make sense...
If we did........
Tattered.
Torn.
The wear and tear of life pulls at me; brings me closer to losing my mind.
No way to escape this hell I'm in.
Burning.
Suffocating.
Dying.
Dead.
I wish you were dead.
Death.
What is it really?
How does it feel?
Does your blood run cold?
Does it run at all?
A place beyond.
Does that even exist?
Does it even make sense?
Heaven.
Hell.
Earth.
People.
We don't make sense...
If we did........